Monday morning nineteen ninety five In the rush hour on the subway Packed with people off to work Unsuspecting the horror floating their way No signs to tell them the dreadful fate Innocent packages on the floor Slowly releasing the invisible gas As devastating as total war Sarin, colorless Sarin, odorless Sarin, volatile Sarin, time to die Starting to cough and drool People breaking into sweat Thousands of souls trapped in a train Many unconscious or left for dead Cardiopulmonary arrest Fatal change in respiration Medical teams are on alert Tokyo left in devastation Sarin, colorless Sarin, odorless Sarin, volatile Sarin, time to die